[ When Susato makes it clear from her choice of words that she's hardly about to grab the camera (even if her gaze makes it equally as clear that she wants to see), Sumire relaxes a little; she continues to cradle it against her, but she at least does so with only one hand, reaching with the other to grab the glass of water to sip at it, aiming to cure the heat and dry mouth that have suddenly come over her. ]

Um... [ Oh no... how is she meant to explain this? The thoughts like this one are meant to be kept well and truly in her mind—

Then again, she supposes she doesn't have to be specific... ]

It seems that... It's taken a picture of a dream I had last night instead. Which is... um. It's a little embarrassing!!

[ Another sip of water, although this one is more like a gulp. ]